Lyrics
Look, Ignoring phone calls from the cell it been a minute
And I can't tell em how I'm feeling
Cause they got problems and they expecting me to listen
But I been
Walking on shells these niggas sending
I'ma go out screaming "Fuck Em"
Show em you love 'em that's yo first mistake
Same niggas I call brother in my way shit got me feeling fake
Bitch it's Death before Dishonor
A kill a snake fo' I get hit with bait
The I pour a four up in this drank and I just sit and think
Hoodie on thru the airport and my suitcase know this bitch fulla dank
I'ma say a prayer that we ok fo' we get on the plane
Know them fed charges a stick I take that risk but it's for to get paid
I put my feelings to the side when I start feeling Shay
Pussy niggas slanging choppas we trade 2 glocks for a mini drac
He fell right in the devil's arms and died that's what them niggas say
I can't say that I won't stretch you for em i'm sliding with em everyday
Ken trynna make a stretcher for em and I can't even tell him wait
Cause momma house got shot
And she still on that block
So til somebody die this shit in blood
I ain't know niggas was opps
Before niggas sent shots
Them niggas a see me and they'll tell me that it's love
The fuck
Look, Ignoring phone calls from the cell it been a minute
And I can't tell em how I'm feeling
Cause they got problems and they expecting me to listen
But I been
Walking on shells these niggas sending
Yeah
You know we still in the streets with this shit
You know this what it is
Know it be so much undercover pressure
Nigga don't bring that shit to the light
You know we thuggin' it's gutta